Humphreys came out upon the upper porch and looked sharply up and down the road.

August felt instinctively that he was the object of search and slunk into a fence-corner, remembering that he was now a burglar and at the mercy of the man whose face was enough to show him unrelenting.
Presently Humphreys turned and went in, and then August came out of the shadow and hurried away.

When he had gone a mile, he heard the hoofs of horses, and again he concealed himself with a cowardly feeling he had never known before.

But when he found that it was Jonas, riding one horse and leading another, on his way to bring Dr.Ketchup, the steam-doctor, he ran out.
"Jonas! Jonas! what's the matter?
Who's sick?
Is it Julia ?" "I'll be bound you ax fer Jule first, my much-respected comrade.

But it's only one of the ole woman's conniption fits, and you know she's got nineteen lives.